Caught Peeking
By Cris Leyven
Cynthia rapes her voyeuristic admirer. (Cynthia Sanders fantasy #2)
It's a September afternoon, a hot sticky Georgia September
afternoon. The boy was inside doing his Geometry homework.
His bedroom window is cracked about one inch, allowing him to
listen to the outside sounds. Suddenly he hears a voice he
knows too well.
"I'll be out here working in the yard if you need me, kids."
a woman's voice said.
The boy leaped up with olympic like speed, jumped on his bed,
and grabbed his binoculars he kept handy for the occasion.
The voice came from the woman who lived next door. She was
an attractive mother of two in her early thirties. She had
long black hair, a pretty face, and was dressed for the hot
weather. The woman carried an old apple basket with
gardening tools in one hand and a rake in the other. She was
the boy's daily fantasy, and as he watched her, he felt the
inevitable, uncontrollable rush of blood to his crotch.
"Oh my god! Oh Mrs. Sanders!!!" he whispered.
Cynthia knew the boy would be watching her if he was there.
She knew the signs of his presence well. Glancing quickly,
she saw the curtains move, and knew her young admirer was
there. Cyn picked up the rake, and began rhythmically
stroking the ground with it. A pair of very skimpy, tight
shorts was all that covered her shapely ass. Her toned and
athletic torso stretched a tank top in every possible
direction. The shirt stopped about two inches from the top
of her short shorts, showing off her lean waist and stomach.
Clogs kept her feet safe from pine cones and dog shit.
Cyn purposely flexed her body as she pulled the against the
rake. Biceps swelled and her legs hardened in the humid
air. She felt wanted and sexy as the sun warmed her mostly
exposed, tanned skin.
The boy was stripped now, and lay on his bed. He watched
Cynthia through the small opening at the base of his window,
hidden by the curtains above and the wall below. The
binoculars allowed him to inspect every inch of her exposed,
athletic body. He moved his blood gorged length against the
pillow between his legs, stimulated by the sight of his
neighbor's physique. He saw her body erupt as she pulled
the rake back and forth.
"Ohhhhhh. Ohhh Cyn. Ohhh your muscles!" The voyeuristic
boy moaned softly.
Cynthia heard his quiet moans of praise to her, and bent over
at the waist. Her ass was pointed directly at the boy's
window, about 30 feet away. She heard his voice chirp with
excitement, and she felt a sensuous wave pass through her.
She knew ecstasy was not far off for him.
The neighbor boy was kind of cute, in a youthful sort of way,
and Cyn liked him. He was different, moody...almost sad, yet
intelligent. Perhaps she could...but he was only fifteen.
He would certainly be handsome when he got older, she often
thought. In fact, he is quite nice right now. For a long
time she wondered what it would be like to seduce him...to
seduce a boy for the first time...now that she was a woman
who knew what she wanted. She could be in control of someone
who desired her so urgently.
First she had to get him to notice her, though. All obvious
attempts had failed. Until one day, she was sitting on her
back porch, resting and sweaty from working in the yard. She
loved the freedom that having a nice body gave her...the
freedom to don very little clothing which helped her deal
with the almost unbearable hot Georgia weather. That day was
no exception, and the boy appeared on her back patio to chat.
He seemed not to notice her very exposed sunbaked body, and
sat down next to her, asking help with some homework problem.
Trying another approach, she started talking about her trips
to the gym, and the boy became quiet. Then she began flexing
the results of her workouts...first her arms, her back, then
her thighs. She could see the bulge in his pants when he
felt her peaking biceps muscle. Finally she stood up and
flexed her rear for him. The fabric melted around her
buttocks as she pinched them together. The boy could barley
contain himself. He seemed to do his best to keep from
shaking apart from the excitement!
It was flattering and a little funny watching him try to hide
his stiff penis. The poor kid was nearly overwhelmed, and
strangely Cyn felt her self turned on as well.
"He's just a boy...you can't seduce him." She thought again.
"Think of the consequences. He's so young. What if my
husband found out?"
That last thought made her smile a sarcastic smile, because
her husband had almost stopped his lovemaking all together.
She wished he would look at her like this boy did.
"Look at that!" She thought. "All's I do is show off a
little and he gets an erection. What control I have over
him!"
Cyn thought of the first time she excited the boy, and how
she had felt. Now as she raked the grass outside his window
she felt that same excitement. That same control. He made
her feel desirable, sexual, and attractive. He made her
feel desirable, and she made him the happiest boy on the
planet...without laying a finger on him. The thought of his
hard cock attached to that helpless boy's body entered in her
mind. Her frustration of being without sex for almost a year
began to overwhelm her and take control.
"Today will be different." She thought.
Cyn then stretched, holding the rake over her head, drawing
her entire body tight. The boy watched in amazement as Cyn's
body swelled and hardened before his eyes. He had never seen
her flex like this before! Staring at her waist, he thought
he saw the glimmer of a bright red (bikini, underwear ?) peek
above her shorts.
Looking just down from there the boy followed the curve of
her powerful rump. The sides of the shorts were under a
terrible strain as Cyn's large gluteus and bulging thighs
both struggled for room. But the pressure was too much to
bear, and the seam on those amazingly tight shorts slowly
began to split!
It opened a little at first, and then as Cyn relaxed her
stretch and started raking, the opening enlarged each time
she moved. The hole confirmed what the boy had imagined as
he saw flashes of tanned flesh and bright red panties. The
sight of the seam split under the pressure of Mrs. Sanders'
sensuous rump was more than the boy could stand!!!! He
couldn't fight it any longer, and moaned her name in sheer
ecstasy over and over and over again as he orgasmed onto the
pillow between his legs.
Cyn heard the neighbor boy's voice all too clearly. His
calling her name in passion excited her, and she felt a
numbness start to creep down her legs.
"No, not yet, just a little longer." She thought.
The boy was quiet now, thank goodness. Usually he was more
discreet, but today he sounded especially aroused. Cyn
wondered if, perhaps, she had underestimated herself. Had
she gone a little overboard? Then a rare cool breeze blew
through. It felt wonderful as it caressed her, but then she
felt it penetrate the sides of her shorts. Looking down she
saw the rip, and knew why her admirer had been so vocal.
"I can't believe that my butt muscles ripped these shorts!"
She thought, feeling strong and sexual.
Cyn felt the need for a cool drink to calm her thoughts, and
headed inside. She left her gardening tools outside. The
boy would be resting, passed out in lustful pleasure. Her
tools would let him know that she would return.
The boy was indeed exhausted, and looked up just in time to
see Cyn disappear around the corner of her house. The rake
was still there, and so was the basket. He felt drained,
but the thoughts of his neighbor's sensual display replayed
in his mind. The rippling power of her toned and exposed
body as she stretched. And her rear....that sexual, round
and shapely muscle! His mind held the image of it pressing,
and finally pushing aside the flimsy fabric to reveal itself!
Amazingly he felt his cock harden again!
Inside Cyn passed her two young children busy coloring on the
family room floor. Ted hadn't touched her soon after the
last one was born. At 34, she was in her sexual prime...how
could he do this? Her outlet to all of this frustration was
at the gym, and like magic, muscles began to appear all over
her body. The trainers were astonished at her progress, and
it wasn't long before Cyn had progressed beyond all of the
women and most men at the workout center. She was now even
beating her husband regularly at arm wrestling matches!
Her clogs knocked against the floor as she made her way into
the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and went
into her room. Standing in front of the mirror she put the
glass down and made a muscle with her arm. A
disproportionate bulge erupted on her arm. She felt
invincible!
"Those hours in the gym have certainly paid off!", she
murmured.
Her body had responded well to working out, and Cynthia had a
physique she could be proud of. At her command, the muscles
in the front of her leg drew up tight. Then she tightened
her calf. Cyn watched it bulge out from the back of her leg.
Her hamstring pushed out on her upper leg as she raised
brought her heel back. Then her ass pinched together,
forming a taut package. She heard the poor seam pop under
the pressure. The one inch hole in her shorts had grown
larger as the muscle pressed against the fabric.
"Too bad." She thought about the shorts, "They were some of
my favorites."
Cyn smiled when she though of the day at the mall when she
bought them. Cynthia loved the way they moved and formed
against her derriere, which she considered her best part.
She wondered if her husband would like these. She wondered
how the neighbor boy would react when HE saw them! Exiting
the dressing room, she walked over to the waiting salesgirl.
"What do you think?" Cyn asked the girl as she turned and
stood on her toes, showing them off.
"Wow!" The girl said with realistic admiration. "I wished I
looked that good in shorts. You must really be into working
out!"
Suddenly a large crash interrupted them. A college aged boy
had plowed into the wallet rack while staring at Cyn in those
shorts. She bought two pair, one light brown, and the other
dark blue. Both cotton, and both well fitting and very
short. Just the thing to keep cool during the hot days!
Just the thing to show off the body she had worked so hard
for!!
As Cyn moved to pick up and finish the glass of water, she
heard the seam split a little more. Then she thought of the
boy, and again resolved that today would be different.
Cynthia could not stand it another second...the thought of
that helpless, hard cock next door. She returned outside to
the overwhelming humidity.
The boy had been waiting patiently for her return. Looking
in her window, he saw her head down the hallway and turn
towards the door. He was shaking with anticipation as Cyn
rounded the corner of the house, the flesh on her tanned body
bulging with athleticism. The rip in her shorts was maybe
two inches long now. His erection was like a rock!
Cyn bent over to pick up the rake, and it was all over.
Those tight, short shorts lost their ability to contain the
tenacious pressure from her shapely butt! The seam split
almost completely down the side, revealing a very skimpy pair
of red panties that seemed to disappear between the tanned
slabs of that muscular ass!!
Cynthia then tossed the rake aside and purposefully made her
way around the front of the boy's house. The boy followed
her from inside, spying out the windows. He wondered where
she was going, but hardly cared as long as he got to see that
amazing physique! Then Cyn started up the walk to the front
door. Lust became terror as the boy now realized what she
was doing...she was going to reprimand him for spying on
her!! He quickly ran and locked the front door.
Cyn purposefully made her way up the walk. The boy's parents
were away, and wouldn't be back for a while...and his erect
penis was inside, waiting for her. Her pussy was dripping
wet.
When she got to the front door, it was locked. The boy was
inside, terrified as he heard Mrs. Sanders' try the door
knob. Suddenly he heard a large thud against the door, then
another. The boy's heart was pounding with fear! Unable to
move, he watched the door buckle with each kick. He was
stunned by her power! If she managed to get in, there would
be no stopping her!!
Cynthia used the full force of her powerful leg to break down
the door on the third try. The door flew open on its hinges,
and a piece of the demolished wood frame dropped to the
floor. The boy was standing there naked and aroused,
terrified and amazed. Cyn shut the door, and slowly walked
towards the frozen boy.
"P-p-please, Mrs. Sanders. I'm sorry. I won't ever watch
you again. Really, j-j-just don't tell my parents. I'll
even fix the door. I p-p-promise!" The boy said shaking.
Even in the midst of his terror, the boy looked at Cynthia's
powerful form. Her muscles rippled as she walked to him.
She grabbed the stunned boy by his skinny arms. Her sinewy
hands completely surrounded each of the boy's flabby biceps.
He felt weak, knowing that any amount of struggle would be
useless against Cyn's comparatively hulking body. He grabbed
her by the upper arms and tried to move her, if nothing else
just to touch her hard flesh, but nothing happened. Her arms
were even more hard and bumpy than he remembered...than the
first time she had flexed for him on her back patio!!
"I think you have something I need, little boy." Cynthia
said in a low, sensual whisper. "And if you give it to me, I
won't tell your parents about how you hide in you room and
masturbate all day long when you see me!" The tone of her
voice indicated that there would be no reasoning with her
"request".
The boy looked at the swollen biceps that held him. What
could he do? Fight her? Fight all of those muscles? He had
heard that Mrs. Sanders could even beat up her husband! The
boy glanced down at the neighbor lady's bulging thighs, one
of which his penis was just brushing against. They made his
own legs look like tooth picks.
"Wh-Wh-What do you want, ma'am?" the boy stammered.
Cyn reached down and stroked the boy's erection.
"Put you hands on me." she said.
"B-But your married, Mrs. Sanders!!" the boy exclaimed.
"It's not right! I've never done anything like that anyway!"
With the boy's hard-on brushing against her leg, the
frustration she felt was making her impatient. She grabbed
the boy under his arms and lifted him into the air.
"Look, you little shit", Cyn growled, squeezing the boy hard
and lightly shaking him, "you think you can say no to me?"
The boy was speechless at being hoisted into the air by a
woman, by the weaker sex.
The powerful woman was walking now, holding the boy in the
air in front of her as she made her way to his room. Cyn
threw the boy to the floor, shut the door, and stood over
him. She reached over to his dresser, grabbed a bottle of
tanning oil, and tossed it to him. Cyn pointed her ass at
the boy, pointed her finger at her ass, and flexed. She
strained as her powerful glutes erupted.
One side of Cynthia's teeny, form fitting shorts had already
lost the battle with those muscles, and threads were popping
as the shorts split the rest of the way up to the waistband.
Unable to contain the woman's hard flesh any longer, the
other side suddenly gave way with a large ripping noise!!!
Cyn tore the remaining threads from around her waist. All
that was left was Cynthia's ruby colored thong underwear, her
cropped shirt and clogs.
The boy was at once amazed with this woman's power. How she
effortlessly carried him like a rag doll!! How the force of
her erupting flesh pushed its way out of her shorts!! How
every part of her body was tanned, hard, and bulged with
omnipotence.
Cyn picked the boy up and sat him on the edge of the bed.
"Do you think there's anything wrong with touching a married
woman's arm?" She asked.
The boy shook his head 'no', and the woman flexed her biceps
in front of his face. Her gym toned arm bulged with very
sexy muscle.
"Why don't you put some of that oil on my arm." Cynthia said
"Go ahead."
Fumbling with the cap, he squeezed the coconut scented oil
into his palm and began rubbing it into Cynthia's flexed
biceps. He felt the huge, egg shaped form under his palm.
He caressed it, spreading the oil over her ropy forearms and
back up to her mountainous shoulder. The boy was shivering
with excitement. He had always wondered how hard Mrs.
Sanders' body really was. He couldn't believe he was
actually touching her!!
"Gosh, you're really, really strong, Mrs. Sanders!! Is it
true what people say? Can you really beat up Mr. Sanders?"
The boy asked.
"He's no match for me." Cyn said coolly. "No man I know is
stronger than I am. Most of them just see my muscles, and
immediately admit to my superiority. Others just have to be
shown."
He squirted more oil into his hands and started on Cynthia's
other arm. Then she forced him to his knees, took his skinny
wrist and placed his palm on her ass. Moving herself against
his hand, she spread the oil around her ass. He stopped for
a moment, and Cyn looked down at him.
"Did I say you could stop? Did I??!! You know I could crush
you...crush your skinny neck with these arms?" Cyn growled.
She picked the boy up from his knees and put him in a head
lock. He was struggling violently, but the more he fought,
the more Cynthia flexed. Finally he was choking against her
bulging guns. She let him drop to the floor.
The boy was beside himself with horror and lust. He saw no
choice but to continue spreading the liquid. His cock had
been like a rock since he saw her come out of her house.
Rubbing the massive bumps on Mrs. Sanders body made him even
more excited. Slowly he covered the woman with the lotion.
Her amazing body was now glowing!
"Is there anything else, Mrs. Sanders?"
With that she flexed her upper torso, and the large muscles
in her back grew! Instantly the flimsy half shirt ripped and
fell to the floor!! She was now bare chested, and her
breasts thrust forward with excitement. They were larger
than the boy had imagined. He admired Cynthia's massive,
powerful, cut body. She had no tan lines where her bikini
top should have been. The boy wondered how many men had seen
this body glowing on the beach...how many had to run back to
their hotel rooms and jerk off at the sight of Mrs. Sanders'
muscles.
"You know what I want, boy." Cynthia said directly.
Then she stood up, and removed her clogs and underwear. The
boy had never seen a naked woman before. Cynthia's ENTIRE
body was tanned! The neighbor lady's trimmed pussy was
dripping with the anticipation of ending it's lack of
satisfaction. Cyn moved to the boy. Suddenly, in a fit of
terror he scurried past her and ran for the door. The boy
was fast, but Cyn's muscular body was faster as she grabbed
him by the hair, throwing him back on the bed.
"No, Mrs. Sanders. Don't! Your husband will get mad! It's
not right!!"
Cynthia leapt after him like a large animal. The thrill of
this chase surprised her!!! The boy was trapped in the
corner, between his bed and the wall. He was looking around
nervously, his hard-on larger than ever as the Cynthia's form
flexed closer. Grabbing him by the neck, she easily forced
him to the bed and on his back. Pinning his arms with one of
her hands, she inserted his awaiting erection inside her with
the other.
It felt sooo good inside her! Finally her body was receiving
what it so desperately needed!! The boy was just so huge for
her!!! She knew he wanted it for a long time...he was ripe
for the taking!
Cyn then let the boy's hands go, sat up, and began thrusting
up and down, every muscle anticipating release. The boy was
in a aroused panic. He was unable to control his sexual
excitement, but he continued to resist, screaming for help
while Cyn proceeded to rape him!! He pounded against the
woman's immovable body. He tried to grab her and turn over,
but nothing happened. He only felt Mrs. Sanders' powerful
muscles flexing beneath her oiled, sweaty skin. Looking up
he saw her bulging shoulders. Sweat began to bead up and
roll off the neighbor lady's oiled torso!
She forced his stickly legs apart with one of her large
thighs, and slid in between them. Legs apart, she leaned
down on top of him. He felt the weight of her pin his body
to the bed. Sweat rolled off the top of her bulging back,
down her neck, and dripped into his eyes. Grabbing his soft,
boyish bottom with one hand, Cynthia forced him to move with
her. The boy was helpless as the woman moaned with ecstasy,
finally finding relief from her urges. From the neighbor
boy's always hard cock that wanted her so bad. Cyn's body
strained and flexed as each delicious wave hit her, violently
tossing around the boy beneath.
The boy's cries for help had been choked off as Mrs. Sanders'
relentless rhythm numbed his skinny body. He gingerly placed
his hands on her rear, and felt her large, taut ass quickly
and endlessly pushing up and down on his penis. He was
totally powerless, and succumbed to the assault of her
superior body, pumping wave after wave of his load into her.
He moaned with complete abandon!!! He was finally relieved
of the flexing frustration the neighbor lady's body poured
into his libido...if only for a moment.
Satisfied, Cynthia dressed, leaving the disoriented, almost
lifeless boy on his bed. First the red thong, then she
slipped into one of the boy's white tank undershirts, and
finally squeezed her ass and quads into a pair of his shorts.
Again her body looked like it might not be contained!
"It'll have to do until I get next door." She thought, as she
scooped up the remains of her top and short shorts.
On the bed, the boy lay utterly exhausted. Cyn looked at her
conquest, and leaned over him. She flexed her arm in front
of his face. Again those hard bulges thrust up from under
her skin.
"Lick it!" Cynthia commanded
The boy obeyed, running his tongue from the base over the
peak and back down.
"Good! You cannot resist, little boy. I'm going to come
back...when ever I want!"
The boy watched as she left, he heard her clogs knock against
the sidewalk as she walked home. He forced himself to get
up, grab his binoculars and look out the window. Magnified,
Cyn's flesh bubbled underneath his undershirt, and her ass
was stretching his shorts out in intriguing directions.
Uncontrollably, he felt his dick harden at the sight of her.
He wondered when she would return.